Sundae, off to Eas Mor Falls.
Sunday too.
I'd asked Limey if it was worth seeing because I passed the sign on my way to Kildoran. She said it depended on the recent rainfall. Given that I'd been rained on every day since I arrived (okay, not the day I arrived) I guessed it was worth a trip. Limey was working again, but I was happy to walk the three miles to the turn-off. She agreed to pick me up.
Only I didn't have to walk - hahaha.
I was about a mile and a half down the road when a black shiny car pulled up and offered me a lift.
Well it was so black and so shiny and it was raining so how could I refuse?
Lovely Scottish couple. Came to Arran this time every year to avoid the tourists. I mean, yes they were lovely, but they were obviously crackers. They CHOSE to come in the rain/ sleet/ hail / snow (all of which I saw)?
I could understand the lady, but the man was frankly unintelligible to me. Bless him. Anyway, they took me to the turn-off and wished me well.
Limes said that the initial climb was a bit taxing. Or something like that. Something that suggested it might be like dragging a bag across Glasgow.
NO.
It was torture. I had to stop every hundred yards to catch my breath. My heart decided it didn't want to be in my body any more. At least that's how it felt when it was trying to beat an exit. Steep?! I should bloody cocoa.
But it was marvellous too. Every other step raised you above the road and looking back after ten steps showed an amazing achievement. And it was soon done, for all my moaning. Underneath the chubby outside I am actually quite fit, something I hope Limey will attest to when she is finally back on the National Grid (oh, the power outage on Arran is now national news.)
The falls were gorge. In a gorge, ya get me?
You could hear them from quite a way off.
The only insect in the ointment was a biker. Cyclist. Set off after me, but overtook me. Lean and muscular but even he had to carry his bike up the steep parts.
What an annoyance. Sunday morning, MARCH! cold and wet and I still don't have the place to myself. Ridiculous. But I channelled peace. It's hard not to in a place like that.
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